I'm washing dishes again. I feel like that's all I do, all day long...but I love every moment of it. I barely get started on a sink full before I start letting my mind wander to one of my favorite fantasies. I check the clock and sigh a little...you should be home soon. The thought of that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and my heart beat a little faster. For months, I've thought about what it might be like for you to come home to me. The time is finally here and I've never been happier.
I bring myself back to reality just as the water is about to overflow out of the sink. I laugh a little at myself and get back to my task at hand. I begin to slowly wash the dishes from lunch as my mind wanders. I begin thinking about those first well-placed kisses I'll receive when you get in from work. I get excited as I think about your soft lips on my neck, one hand in my curls and the other settled on my hip. I imagine your hand wandering up just a bit to graze the side of my breast...your lips trailing kisses to my ear. I can almost hear your sultry voice and feel your breath on my ear as you whisper 'hello'. Shivers run up and down my spine and my head rolls back just a bit. I moan your name very quietly to myself.
Just as I begin to lose myself in my fantasy, I hear the door open. You are home! I turn and smile as you come into the kitchen. You come to me and it's exactly as I thought it would be. Your lips on my neck, hand on my hip. I can tell by the insistency of your kisses that you've spent the day fantasizing about the same thing. My hands are wet. I want to entwine my fingers into your hair just the way you like but you have me pinned against the sink, my back to you. Your hand is softly moving up my hip and around to cup my breast lightly. The hand in my curls moves down my shoulder and I can feel your fingertips playing down my arm to my wrist.
